The Perennial Love of a Mum

Dear Hexlings, It is late evening, on Mother’s Day, and though the day galloped briskly by, as darkening dusk moved in and total twilight fell, I began to feel heavier and heavier in the heart region, missing you. I am used to going to bed with a heavy, anxious heart each night – I’ve grown…

Signs of Spring

Dear Springlings, We’re finally seeing some signs of spring, but it’s still a bit touch and go around here when it comes to the question of whether we will ever have our spring at all. I have always been a believer in spring, but I’m a relentless idealist. The wintry reality of late is putting…

We Go High

A little midnight note to my hexlings… If you give those who hurt you the power to destroy you, you give them too much– power they do not deserve, power to defeat that of which they are unworthy, ~ Toxic waste cannot comprehend the Spirit’s grace ~ But if you are able to live and…

Meet Me in St. Louis

Dear Hexlings, Are you ready? March is hare, I mean here, and tomorrow, on the 9th, you will meet me in St. Louis! Well, just a tad outside of St. Louis, in Collinsville, but by Saturday night, we’ll be in smack dab in St. Louis. Spring (Break) is nearly upon us, and we will be…

Come Fly With Me

Dear Hexlings, Soon, I will fly to you. And then we will fly together. You are about to take your first flight ever. On Monday, you will fly for the first time. You will fly and you will fly with me! All three of us will fly; yippee! I am so excited to be with you when…

Liberation Day

Dear Hexlings, Happy January 25th! For us, this is an important date, and a kind of unorthodox, or revisionist, new year. January 25. Your Mummy’s Liberation Day. Our new year. Our new life. It also happens to be the day on which Virginia Woolf was born. Is that not a grand coincidence, that our personal…

Spy Girls and the Underground Reading Rainbow

Dear Hexling Spy Kids, Do you have a dictionary handy, or have you been relying on your parental units to serve as human dictionaries? My dears, if you are reading this letter, you will need to locate a dictionary– but not just any dictionary. You will need to unearth the very special, ultra ancient, super…

Our Love is Here to Stay

Dear Hexlings, We’re nearly at the end of the November section of the 2017 chapter of our lives. It has been an unseasonably warm November, even here in Buffalo, which has made for pleasant travel and has caused less of a need for actual burning embers; however, since I am always twiggy, slightly anemic, and…

Girl Power

Dear Edison Girl and Lincoln Girl, How many awesome girls do you know? A ton, right?! There are just too many awesome girls to count. The world is full of awesome girls, and girl power is the future. It’s too bad our country is not ready to realize that yet. The United States better get…

Goodbye, Little Yellow Bird

Dear Darah and Elanah, Yesterday marked the first of the month of October. The crisp air is upon us, and so is the frost. Frozen mornings awaken us, enlivening our senses. We are met with winds that burn the bridges of our ears red and make our eyes well with tears. The earth’s tearful expression…

Lights of Mine

Dearest Hexlings, It is September 26th. I last wrote to you on here on May 26th. Not long after I published that last letter to you, I had to shut down our web(site) for a time so that I could work some things out. I knew we could get through a summer without letters because…

The Bare Necessities

My Hexlings, Hurray! It’s time for us to forget about our worries and our strife! Tomorrow, at six thirty in the morning, I will show up in sweatpants and my Darth Vader shirt at your door to pick you up from your Western Illinois home, and we will jump into the green gorgon car (our…